To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted.
Ecclesiastes 3
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I snipped these two little roses from the miniature rose bush I recently planted. The lock on my antique roll top desk seemed like a perfect spot for them to dry undisturbed.
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